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NOMNOM
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via title with 1,541 notes
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how is it already sunday and I’ve done absolutely nothing
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via SOMETHING UNTAMED with 16,340 notes
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via Borderline Scorpion with 211 notes
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via Images and Words with 2,055 notes
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via wanna go steady, baby? with 2,271 notes
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via paradiso+purgatorio+inferno with 3,835 notes
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via I'm sticking with you... with 897 notes
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I’m fucking sick of people telling me I can fucking do better. Well, I’m fucking tired of waiting for fucking better to fucking come along, so I’ll fucking take what, or who makes me fucking happy, and tell all the other fuckers to fuck off.
But forreal, stop telling me I could do better, it’s obnoxious.
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via Samara Lex with 37,164 notes
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via PSYCHOFACTZ. with 2,981 notes
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via Alynne Visotto † ზ with 19,107 notes
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Posted on May 27, 2012 via Just Laugh with 94 notes
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time to clean ):
http://imgur.com/n3DIQ.jpg
I'm Liz, and despite what the lengths average tumblr users go to, to make their followers happy, this blog is for my use(:
I'm sixteen and I tend to keep things to myself. Boy, do I complain, but only God knows what I'm thinking, what I've done, and what I plan to do.
I bite my lips, my hands are always cold, and as much as I try to convince myself I've done good, that's not always the case. I'm in love with cereal, pb&j, and rasin bread...mmmmm.
I love music, and I'll listen to anything from classical to pop to screamo to rap, and have no complaints about it. I don't like people, but that won't keep me from being friendly and respectable.
I cry over sports. Yes, when I don't stop enough penalty kicks in a shootout for the championship, I bawl. When I push myselfall game, on the court or the field, and it's never enough, I leave angry. When we win one nothing when it could have been five nothing, or win by a couple points in overtime when we could have done so much better, I am not satisfied.
I love learning new things. Like my momma, it's my goal to try and learn something new every day. (:
I insist on drawing and singing and playing instruments even though I'm not good at either one the least bit.
Oh, and I have another blog with my confessions that only I know the name of. Mwahahaaha.
Some things are hard to bottle up, but better left unheard.
Don't worry about lil' ol me.
Oh, and I'm a dreamer. But, I'm a doer: who intends to live, who will live, her very dreams.
Oh yeah, size nine jeans if anyone was wondering, cause I know a lot of people care about that stuff and all. And 34C, 34D..I'm in between sizes. I have scoliosis and don't have a six pack yet, but ayyyy I'm getting there(; ask your mom. She knows all about it.
